The gold leaf. [volume] (Henderson, N.C.) 1881-1911, 1887-03-17
NORTH CAROLINA.

Those who are wont to think North
Carolina not good enough for them,
and want to give her up for some
other country that they know not Of
only from accounts that are most al
ways exaggerations-we commend the
following editorial article from the
Battleboro Headlight to. 1t has the
true ring of pride and patriotism when
it says:
Yes we love the grand old conserva-
tive Commonwe alth. She may be
slow and not advance in new theories
and new ideas as fast as others, she may
even be behind others in all save devo-
ton to liberty, principle, hospitality and
true chivalry, yet she is sure. She
makes no step backward.
No skies are bluer,
No climate purer,
No hearts beats truer,
Than our good old State.
lileH Stdilu ny Her,
Never deny her,
Never decry her,
But share her every fate.
In the wide range covered bv the
reports of the Agricultural Department
no blank remains untitled in her for.
est the most valuable timbers are found
her mines teens with all the most pre-
cious and valuable as we'll as most use
full minerals; within her borders, along
her streams are found the brightest
rarest jewels and by her fresides and
in her fields are found the truest hearts
her seacoast dotted by numberless bavs
and sounds, her interior pierced by
innumerable rivers on which the white.
winged messengers of commerce car
watt you or yours to any land beneath
the broad canopy of heaven the shrek
of the locomotive disturbs alike the sea
gull resting on her eastern waters anc
the eagle in his eyrie on her highest west
ern peak. Yes, this is all ours. Wher{
in all the civilized globe has wifedon
been crowned with SO many virtues
Whose sons ard daughters have beer
! truer to every trust imposed on them
whether amid the c,rnage of war, II
life's battle or around the family altak
Where such scenery offered to the eye,
Her western boundary marked b,
mountains pointing their snowcappeC
SUBMITS skyward, her eastern boundar,
washed by the crested waves of thu
broad Atlantic. Her rivers dottec
thickly with unlimited waterpower
her lands equal to any in fertility; thu
gorgeous hues of semi-trop;cal plants
fruits and flowers deck in peerless beaut,
her mountains, hills and plains to glad
den the eye or tempt the palate. Sht
rests amid her natural beauties free
proud and self-reliant offering peace
plenty and happiness to all.
We would not traduce other lands
nor ignore their claims, but we woult
turn to our Eden with its magnolia
bowers, its featherd songsters, its ever
temperature, its fruits and flowers, and
its beautiful maidens, its true hearted
sons, its mountain, hills and plains
and by her bright waters, turning
from all the rest of the grand old world
we linger out the remainder of our DAYS
and then we would rest on her bosom
above US the Towering Dogwood and
jasmine waving IN the scented breeze
the mocking-bird singing our last
requium from a neigh5oring bough
and the green grass above our heads
kept green by loves sweet libation from
one OF her true hearted daughters.
Young man, why seek other lands?
can they offer you more2 They NAV
promise but that promise will re-
main untitled. Then be not lured
from her borders; she has need
of you in bringing into use her vast
resources that now lie dormant only
waiting the magic touch of perseverance
and industry to pour into your Golfers
her hidden wealth. May yours be the
hand to guide her to her future destiny;